In a world where doors closed, ignored I stand,

Their actions a puzzle, hard to understand.

Do they know their actions’ sting, their pains they impart,

Or chase their joys, oblivious to the heart?

Mama whispered, “Hurt people hurt,” she sighed,

“Daddy left, wounded too deep inside.”

Screams, bullies, their actions unkind,

No thought of the turmoil left behind.

We’re here on earth, for ourselves, they say,

Fake faces everywhere in life’s play.

Love’s cost, it’s true, hits hardest from near,

Those we cherish can bring a tear.

Yet hate’s not the answer, that’s the way,

For love lingers on, come what may.